Some of you would have heard about Part I, some of you might even remember being witness to it. It was at Y’s Chinese New Year open house, where there were lots of people. Last Saturday, we had the sequel. And this time, there were no witnesses.
My brother and sisters remember only two things about that dinner: it was way long; and the “toot”/”poot” game.
The “toot”/”poot” game was seriously hilarious. The rules were simple: the person who can say “toot” the loudest – without attracting too much attention (or incurring the wrath of any parent), wins. You’d be surprised how loud you can say “toot” without other people noticing. Due to a lack of participants, it quickly became a showdown between 12-year-old Weichern and 20-year-old Bec, with the only other real competition being 11-year-old Josh. And of course Yuchun had to suggest saying “poot” instead of “toot” after that.
As for me, all I’m going to about that night is: I’m so proud of my boyfriend. Or should I say, my fiance.
